AN: Hey guys :3 This is a sequel in a way to a previous story/letter I wrote called "Dear Finnick, Love Annie" Please read it C:
~Hannah
Dear Dad… or Finnick...
I don't really know how to address you or start this letter. Mum, Well Annie to you, wanted me to write this letter to you.
I miss you... I know this may contradict everything because we've never met but mum, Aunt Johanna, Aunt Katniss and Uncle Peeta do not stop telling me about the cool and inspiring things you've done. I'm so proud to call you my father!
Well, I'm Noah, Noah Finnick Odair. I was partially named after you. I'm 15 and I was born a month after your death. I have your hair and mums eyes. A perfect mixture is what mum always says. Aunt Johanna says I remind her so much of you. I hope that's in a good way. Just joking, I know it's in a good way. For my fifteenth birthday, Mum went into the attic and found your old trident. She let me have it, I do hope it is okay. I wish to be as good as you one day but I know it's not possible. The way District 4 talks about you are as if you're a hero. You're more of a hero to me dad.
I visit your grave as often as I can, and every time, I bring a piece of rope. It is mums orders. She said when she had been kidnapped by the capitol, You tied knots on a foot of rope to distract yourself from worrying about her. She worried about you too Dad, Just as much as you were worried for her. She still loves you, She said she has never and never will love someone as much as she loves you and yes, that was meant to be in present tense. She'll never forget you dad and neither will I.
I miss you,
Noah Finnick Odair.
AN: Sorry it's not as good as my other stories, I've been sort of rushed to type and upload it.